The heavy rain on Acacia Mountain has been falling for several days, and every time Xiaozhi just sprouts the idea of leaving, there will be a flash of lightning and thunder on the mountain next door, forcing her to retreat silently under the corridor.

Since that night, the young master of the demon realm has not treated Xiaozhi very much, and he has been eaten and wiped clean by him as the junior sister of the king, isn't it that he has suffered more? Why is he embarrassed to put on a stinky face.

Twig held a white oil-paper umbrella with scorching peach blossoms and picked up peaches that had fallen in the rain.

The peach tree is hopeless, if it weren't for the heavy rain in the past few days, the branches that fell to the ground would have been dried and sent to the firewood room.

Xiaozhi knows that there is not a single servant in the house of the young master of the demon world, sprinkling and washing the pulp, chopping wood and cooking, all of which are done by the young master himself, which can be described as diligent and thrifty, and a good man at home.

Unfortunately, the young master of the Demon Realm was injured in the back by the peach tree stubble that night, anyway, according to him, it was very serious, and he could barely go to the ground, but he couldn't do work.

At this time, it is not good for Xiaozhi to eat for nothing, so he has to make some efforts.

And the young master of the demon world said that he saw that the girl was infinitely powerful that night, and just bumped into it casually, and broke the peach tree in my courtyard, and wanted to do some physical work for me, the injured person, shouldn't it be a difficult thing?

When the rain stops, I'll leave you, the wounded man, and run away.

Today, the young master of the demon realm wanted to eat peaches, but the peaches either fell to the ground and were smashed, or they were soaked by the heavy rain for several days.

The twig searched for a circle on the ground, and finally could only pull the few peaches that hung tenaciously on the peach branches between the still green branches and leaves.

Under the eaves of the corridor, a plant that bloomed just right in the moon season was knocked down by the rain and dropped a few petals, a cup of tea was brewed on the wooden table, the tea fragrance was curling, and the young master of the demon world held a scroll of customs about the world in his hand, lying on a bamboo couch, covered with a thin silk blanket, while listening to the sound of the rain, while consulting the rivers and lakes, it was not pleasant.

Twig's skirt and shoes and socks had been soaked with rain, and her hair was splashed with rain, and the rain on the peach leaves rubbed against her cuffs, and after a while, it was also wet.

"Ah......h

The ground was slippery, and the twigs didn't pay attention, so they slipped and sat on the ground, stained with mud.

The people under the porch didn't seem to notice the movement, and took a sip of tea and turned a page of the book leisurely and elegantly.

As the young master of the demon world, he looked half-paralyzed after being poked by the peach tree stubble, Xiaozhi didn't believe it, he casually scattered and cultivated, this injury could be healed on the spot, I don't know if he resisted like this, what is the picture?

Xiaozhi patted the muddy water on his buttocks, that's it, what to do with him, she lost someone's little lover, he said that it was okay, but he was afraid that he still blamed her.

What's more, she also destroyed one of his peach trees that was bearing fruit, and Xiao Zhi looked at the weak peach tree this time, and felt a pity in his heart.

Xiaozhi washed the peaches, put them on a saucer and brought them to the young master of the demon world, and said, "Oh, here you go." ”

Lu Qi raised his eyebrows and glanced at the peach in her hand, and said indifferently, "Let it go." ”

Xiaozhi put the peach on the wooden table and was about to leave, when the voice behind her, which was fainter than the wild vegetable soup she had cooked at noon, sounded again, "There are clean clothes in the closet in your room." ”

Xiaozhi paused at his feet and said thank you.

She could have used the rain shelter technique, but she didn't want to rely on spells for everything, and she wasn't used to living as a fairy who didn't eat grains and didn't get dirty. She has been in Huilongshan for 3,000 years, and it is a part of her life, and she doesn't want to change.

The young master of the demon realm said again, "I don't scream, hey, alas, you can call me Lu Qi." ”

When Twig cooks, he will shout "Hey, it's time to eat." ”

When the twig comes back from picking wild vegetables in the rain, he will shout, "Alas, I'm back." ”

Twig brought the food to him and said, "Eat." ”

......

She really didn't call his name.

Xiaozhi nodded and said, "I see." ”

If it weren't for the heavy rain that didn't stop, she would have left early, so what do you care about.

She remembered that night, even after she woke up.

This kind of memory makes people very distressed, she knows that the person Lu Qi hugged and kissed was not her, but he did hug and kiss her.

What's even more frustrating is that every night in her sleep, she seems to be able to feel his breath, just a stone's throw away from her.

But she seemed to have fallen into that deep dream, and she couldn't open her eyes.

She could hear the sound of the rain, she could hear the wind gently beating against the small window, she even felt like she heard a slight breathing, she couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality, and when she finally opened her eyes, it was already daylight.

The wind and rain are still there, and the dream is gone.

The clothes in the wardrobe fit her perfectly, Wang Yitong's junior sister looks exactly the same as her, and her clothes can naturally be worn by Xiaozhi.

But why is this cabinet full of dresses, white and red, elegant, gorgeous, and a few peach blossoms embroidered on the waist?

It was exactly the same as the ornament on the white dress she had turned out under the bed in Huilong Mountain, oh, the white dress was now dirty, and it was thrown into the wooden basin by the twigs.

The more Xiaozhi thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, she had really slept for ten years? She really never went back to Longshan? Could it be that she was sleepwalking?

She had an inexplicable guess in her heart, could Wang Yitong's junior sister be herself......?

Ahh

Xiaozhi tied the clothes and belts, and got rid of the messy conjecture in his mind, the young master of the demon world is a color embryo, and when you see one and love the other, you can't think of something good, but you have to think of yourself as the junior sister of Wang Yitong.

Xiao Zhi was puzzled, moved a small bamboo chair, and sat not far from Lu Qi.

He had put down his scroll and propped his head in one hand, staring at the continuous rain curtain. The black hair hung down on the snow-white silk carpet, like an ink painting.

I have to say that this person is really good-looking.

Xiao Zhi retracted his gaze, looked at the gray sky outside the white wall, and asked, "Why do I look so much like Wang Yitong's junior sister?" and she seems to be called Xiao Zhi, which is too strange." ”

Lu Qi glanced at her and said, "She is you, you are her." ”

Xiao Zhi was shocked in his heart, and then said, "Impossible, I have never been back to Longshan, how could it be her?"

Lu Qi was silent for a moment before he said, "She is a human, you are an immortal, you are different." ”

Xiaozhi looked at the rain outside the eaves, and was silent, why did she feel a little excited in her heart when he said, "You are her"? And when he said, "You are different", she was a little lost?

"Where is she now?"

"She's dead. ”

......

So he conjured up her appearance, couldn't he let it go?

"Why don't you try again with that strand of hair, maybe you can ...... her"

"No, the past, let it pass. I'm hungry, you go cook. Lu Qi interrupted her and picked up the collapsed scroll again, because she didn't want to pay attention to Xiaozhi anymore.

Didn't you just have lunch?

In terms of cooking skills, she and Bai Tang are equal, she has always blamed herself these days, she always disliked the cakes made by Bai Tang before, but she didn't expect that she was not as good as him.

Fortunately, Lu Qi eats everything, and it is very easy to feed, Xiaozhi thought about it, if he dared to smash the plate in front of him, she would leave immediately and let him drink the northwest wind.

But Lu Qi not only didn't break the plate, but he could even eat it all no matter what the twig burned. Burnt paste, salty and light, he can eat it with a very enjoyable appearance.

Xiao Zhi wondered if he was like Jiang Liansheng, who had no sense of taste?

But in the middle of the afternoon, Xiaozhi didn't want to cook, she moved her butt and didn't get up.

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